Satan Dealers How Hard It Is To Fix
I can feel like a knife
Vicious colors of your eyes
Like a haircut with a sword
Like a red lips in a storm.
When I dive into your eyes
I feel closer than I am
I only try to save my soul
From the devil I am.
I can feel into your eyes
There is now nothing that
Cant take me for surprise.
When I refused, I try to smile
How hard it is to fix
When it's not your style.
They don't believe in a force you know.
You say yes and I say no.
Same discussions that make me sleep.
That things that came, without no need.
